Merry Christmas 🎄

 Today is Christmas. 

You came out this morning and said Merry Christmas 🎄, gave me a kiss on the forehead. The first in months. You showered me with gifts, I don't understand why as you know we don't celebrate any holidays with gifts. Not our anniversary, no birthdays nothing. None in 3 years. A small Christmas gift is the exception. But you went above and beyond. 

One thing you created was a sheer masterpiece of a stove cover. Truly a work of art and I thought from the heart. I'm not sure anymore.

You had to go to work to get some thing because you wanted the help of my son putting some thing in my car you bought me. While you were gone, my son needed an extra phone so he asked what your passcode was and I told him. He said no mom at six digits. I said I have no idea. I said give me the phone because we have facial recognition. And it was locked from me.

At first, I thought well mines locked too, and my facial recognition only sees me. But then I remembered I had given you my pass code so you should know it and you should remember it. So that's not why yours is locked. Maybe I didn't think much of it until he asked to use your phone when you came back because he wanted to check something from somebody else's page and you said they're clearing things out of your phone before you handed it to him.

I have no right to be upset. After all we're separated. I told you are welcome to talk to anybody want and I know you've been joining some sites. I just don't know why I bothered with all the things today.

And maybe this was meant to be because it lets me know you truly are ready. You took the freedom and went 

Merry Christmas 

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